Hey guys, after a few weeks of writing a new story, struggling for Ideas and ignoring my algebra homework, here we are starting a new chapter. This one might be short, but eh, I have a lot of homework I'm writing this in between. I'll be playing music/ jokes/ let's plays in the background to get me in the writing mood, so we begin and are ready for you to start enjoying!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, nor do I own Harry potter. If I did, I would be making an anime or Manga of this, not posting it on fanfiction.
Chapter 7: Mysterious Men and Makeup
The bushy-haired gryffindor finally dragged herself into bed around three o'clock, eyes heavy and no longer able to read any more from the heavy tomes piled in front of the fireplace. She had been reading and translating all night, trying to find a description or definition or anything that could tell her what the hell a shinobi was!
She had tried Korean text, Chinese, Russian, Malaysian, Indonesian, and basic only language she hadn't tried was a mutant form of Japanese from an island off the coast that apparently no one could be bothered to write down the name of! She had used an information spell, read hundreds of pages, asked all of the professors and zip! Nothing! Nada!
How could it be so hard to find the meaning of one stupid word?! She had given up, and resigned herself to ask the "shinobi" themselves in the morning. She sighed and fell into sleep with little rest, somehow knowing something was going to happen during the night.
Not ten minutes later she heard a piercing male scream, but when she lept out of bed no one in her dorm was disturbed. She made to sit back down, but then she heard the scream again, louder and filled with even more anguish. She dashed into the common room and listened once more, waiting for the scream to once again shatter the peace. It reappeared and she dashed into the boys dormitory.
Harry was on his bed, mouth wide open and body lifting of the bed in his agony. She once again heard the silent but earsplitting wail. He writhed in unexplainable pain, thin rivulets of sweat soaking his already damp bed sheets.
She ran forward,hand outstretched to shake him awake, and suddenly she wasn't in the dorm anymore. She was lying on a cement floor, covered in dry brown streaks of blood. She tried to stand, but fell to her knees in pain, cursing the sudden injury on her calf. Not bothering to wonder how she had been injured, Hermione dragged herself forward and pressed herself to one of the grimy bars just in time to see a dark-skinned man drive a knife into Harry's side.
A woman appeared in front of the cage and ripped the door off its hinges with red painted talons, dragging her by the hair towards Harry. She was chained to the floor and forced to watch him scream as the blonde woman made long slashes with cold blades across her neck.
Suddenly everything stopped, there was no more pain from her injuries, no sting from hair ripped from its roots. She sat up quickly, and found herself back in the bed she had fallen asleep in, and dawn had just barely arrived. No agony like she had experienced, only extreme mental exhaustion that was sure to turn into a major headache later on. She shut her eyes and could've sworn she saw three shadows attacking some other ones, two people already lying in crumpled heaps on the floor.
She shook her head firmly and got dressed, remembering that it was just a nightmare. She walked quickly out of the dorms and headed towards the great hall for a bit of jam and toast.
On her way down she literally ran into Sakura, knocking them both to the ground and scattering books all over the floor. Hermione scrambled to help the pinkette pick them up, not wishing to be rude, especially if she needed to ask the girl a question.
"I am so sorry for knocking you over, Sakura! I didn't see you, i need to watch where I'm going," Hermione apologized placing the papers into the pinkette's hands.
"It's fine, it's fine. Stop it!" Sakura accepted the girl's apology, most of the books already neatly piled in one hand, the other held out to help the witch up tiredly. Hermione noticed the slight droop to her eyes, like she had been doing some hard work before meeting her in the hallway.
"Thanks. Umm, may I ask you something, Sakura?" The pinkette looked to her new companion and cocked her head, somehow losing all traces of weariness.
"What?"
"I overheard you and your friends talking and I was wondering, what is a shinobi?" Sakura froze for a moment, the gentle rhythm of her steps taken off beat. She looked nervous for a split second, then her face smoothed out and she painted on a convincing smile.
"It's just another name for the people of our homeland!" She replied, but Hermione was a bit too stubborn to be brushed off with a lie like that.
"Then why did Sasuke imply that shinobi could do things normal people couldn't hmm?"
"Did you ever stop to think that may be our name for wizards?" She countered, rubbing her temple with a thumb.
Hermione stopped and thought that over, it did make sense. She did have one more question to ask.
"What exactly does a shinobi do that makes them so different from wizards?" Sakura stiffened, obviously deciding what to tell her.
"I suppose that while you train just your mind, we train our bodies from a young age, so we are more resilient and…"
"And what?" Hermione pressed, knowing she was on the edge of a breakthrough. Sakura bit her lip, but continued with suppressed pride.
"If i told you, you might not let us into your castle again."
Hermione balked at that, seeing the woman from her dream flash before her eyes. The pinkette sighed but finished her thought.
"It seems you only learn spells to help your life be easier, but we were taught to be something different. You have the easy life, all you have to do is hide your secret."
Sakura vanished then, somehow fading away in a puff of smoke. Hermione was left standing there, surprised and slightly scared. She then balled her fist and stared straight ahead while walking again.
"These kids didn't have a childhood, so I'm going to give them a taste of fun." She swore as she continued on her way.
"Where's Sasuke?" Hermione asked as the pinkette took a seat in Ancient runes. Sakura smiled as she set her books beside her.
"He didn't look too good this morning so Naruto and I forced him to stay in bed."
She giggled when she thought of how he struggled uselessly with that hole in his gut. She told him not to protect her during battles anymore, she probably could've taken the blonde chick no problem, but no. So he ends up in bed with a hand sized hole in his gut that would take some time to draw the poison out of, and Sakura didn't want to be late for class. She drew out enough for it not to be lethal, but he needed to be taught a lesson anyway.. He was pretty much tied to the bed so he wouldn't reopen his wound.
Well, at least they found some enemies who could put up a decent fight, even if they had a bad habit of running away before the fight could get anywhere near good.
Hermione silently snapped her fingers under her desk a mouthed a word her mother would be horrified that she knew. Sakura quirked her lips in amusement, somewhat curious as to what this was about.
As soon as class was over she used a henge, making herself a perfectly average girl with average brown hair and average height and normal brown eyes. Hermione stood on a corner near a suit of armor, whispering conspiratorially to her male friends. Sakura quickly transported herself into the suit of armor, making no sound while changing her body position.
"Oh come on, Ronald! Don't you think they should do something childish for once in their lives?"
"I still don't think we should, Snape'll blame us for doing it!" The redhead cursed, crossing his spindly arms.
"I think it's a great idea," Sakura added, appearing behind them wearing a sadistic smirk. She threw an arm around Hermione's shoulder for a short hug and grabbed the surprisingly heavy briefcase that was a main part of the scheme.
"This might be exactly what Sasucakes needs to get out of him glum mood. Thanks Hermione~!" She finished in a sing song voice as she walked back towards the common room, hair it's normal bubblegum pink once more.
The golden three stared after her amazed.
"How long was she listening?" Harry asked, totally perplexed. The other two shrugged and made their way to another horrid DADA lesson. Sakura had returned before they got there, briefcase nowhere insight
Sasuke had been extremely bored, so bored getting attacked by a half naked Lee would be more welcome. Well actually it is pretty much impossible for anyone to get that bored, even the almighty Sasuke Uchiha, but he was bored enough to come up with that disturbing thought. So extremely that may have had something to do with him being once again strapped to a bed with no one for company. Well, except a cat.
Selene, the silver long hair Sakura had gotten at same weird pet shop he had picked up his owl, Are, had sat on his chest sometime after her owner had left and fallen asleep, purring gently. Yes, he thought it was cute, he wasn't heartless, just quiet. Well now he had a heart, he couldn't really speak for when he had left Konoha.
So he had spent his day staring at a cat sleeping in front of his face, shoving her tail into his nose. Needless to say he was bored enough to be thinking about rudimentary training exercises.
Suddenly the ever usual sunny chakra began to draw nearer, and Sasuke felt the boredom dissipate. He was bored enough to be actually excited about what the dobe had to say! Naruto danced into the room bearing a medium sized black case and an evil snigger.
"Dobe, what are you going to do to me?" Sasuke asked warily, already beginning to gather chakra in one hand.
"Nothing," Sakura answered, holding a folded slip of paper in one hand. "This is all for Malfoy."
Sasuke raised a brow, he really didn't bother with too many names from this school.
"Blonde pipsqueak from the train." She clarified, opening the case in front of him. He nodded, remembering the little brat.
After reminding himself to kill the guy more painfully, he glanced at the contents of the case and smirked, this would be fun. The sheer glee that filled him at the male torture implements that were somewhat childish was enough to bring a downright evil half-smile to his face. Naruto snickered and held up the final, flimsy, piece of the puzzle. This was going to be good, or should I say bad.
Late into the night, no one was awake to see three shadows flit silently out of the Gryffindor dorm. They made their way down into the belly of the castle, slipping into the cold murky dungeon. They reached a cold stone wall, exactly like any other in the cold underbelly of the school.
After the shortest one pressed three stones of the damp wall, it fell inward and they made their way up the set of stairs on the left. There, sleeping in a elegant four poster, was their victim. Each of the trained assassins brandished an unusual weapon, then dove in for the attack.
Millicent Bulstrode had risen early for a change, trying to beat the other pigs in her house to the breakfast table. She waddled up to the table, her girth making her look rather piglike, and began stuffing her face happily. She heard a quiet whimper from above and made the hilarious choice of looking up.
Someone hung there, dressed in skimpy negligee that did nothing for their figure, gagged and bound by something invisible, likely a charm. The face was feminine, coated with many layers of rose hued makeup, and angry, if the set of blonde brows were anything to go by. The pink clad figure grumbled and screamed as loudly as it could through the thick gag, drawing Millicent's attention to the bulge no woman should have.
She raised her cellphone high and sent a mass picture text to all of the people in her contact list, snickering as she returned to her food.
Within the next half hour the whole student body was in the great hall, taking photos and trying to figure out who had been pranked. Crabbe and Goyle finally stumbled into the great hall, and their fellow snakes asked where they had been.
"We got lost, Malfoy was nowhere to be found!"
Everyone's eyes drifted towards the hanging blonde figure and their laughter grew more hearty. The three ninja, all sitting/ standing on a high ceiling beam, admired their horrific handiwork.
Sakura then held up the final piece of the puzzle, that would only make sense after they figured out who it was, a small green ipod.
"Who wants some music?" The ipod sang out, playing an upbeat rhythm soon afterwards. the female singer belted out a song that would forever be etched into the schools memory.
"Draco Malfoy, you've been a very bad boy
A Death Eater at sixteen, and now you make the girls scream
Draco Malfoy, you know you make me hot, boy
I want you to deflower me like Lavender or Pansy
Draco Malfoy, you could be my boy toy
Play you like Exploding Snap, if I can get down on your lap
I love the way you talk with your sexy British drawl
I love the way you make your little house elves crawl
I love your grey eyes and your white-blonde hair
I love the way you act like you just don't care
Follow me up to the Astronomy Tower
After we're done you might need a cold shower
You're the hottest boy in Slytherin
You make me go wild with your come hither grin
There are things I want to do but I'm afraid it's a sin
Let's play quidditch naked and I'll even let you win
Draco Malfoy, there's no need to be so coy
Sadly, only Merlin knows, what you've got beneath your clothes
Draco Malfoy, don't be such a killjoy
Why're you acting like you're shy, I know you're not a modest guy
Draco Malfoy, bad when you're a good boy
You snitched about some dragon eggs, but can I get between your legs?
Draco Malfoy, you've been a very sad boy
You couldn't kill old Dumbledore, still I want you even more
Like the Patronus charm, I'll be your protection
Just as long as you give me affection
You're so smart people call you a genius
I'll show you mine if you show me your
Dark Mark, on your left arm
I'll keep it a secret, like a Fidelius charm
Although you can't catch the snitch
You can't deny, you're filthy rich
So long as you let me scratch that itch
I'll be your most devoted witch
Draco Malfoy, you've been a rather foul boy
There ain't no one you wouldn't hex, and that just makes me want your sex"
"Where the hell did you find that song?" Sasuke asked, rather horrified.
"Let's just say, I know a pair of really devoted Malfoy fans."
Naruto and Sasuke shuddered, then turned to watch the chaos unfold.
And there we go, next chapter ready to be posted! See ya'll on the flip side.
